Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
Crap.
“How do you eat?” she managed to get out before he started up the car.
Oh. My. Goodness.
That felt amazing. The car practically purred and vibrated. She closed her eyes for a moment to take it all in. She wanted to remember this. She would likely never ride in a car this sexy again.
“You doing okay?” he asked.
She nodded without opening her eyes. How could he even ask that? Couldn’t he feel it too?
“Yep.”
“I eat like everyone else,” he told her as he started to drive.
Huh? Why was he talking gibberish? Why was he talking at all? He should just enjoy the ride.
“You like the car, I’m guessing.”
Urgh. He was talking again.
Relish the moment.
“Right. We’ll talk when we get to your house.”
That sounded good. She settled into the seat and the world around her faded away as she drifted off to sleep.
10
Matthieu glanced over at the woman asleep in his car.
She looked so young and sweet sitting there. Not that she was old. The information he had on her said she was only twenty-six.
Far too young for you.
Not that he was thinking about her like that. Because he was her bodyguard.
There was no denying that she intrigued him.
The fieriness when she’d been in her father’s house was very different from the vulnerable shyness she’d displayed around him.
Definitely intriguing.
But her pale complexion and fatigue worried him. She seemed weighed down. And he wasn’t certain it was entirely due to the threats to her and her father.
However, he had time to get to the bottom of things now that he was taking care of her.
He pulled his car over to check the file he had on her. Then he put her address into his navigation system.
It wasn’t a part of Billings he’d been to before. As he drove, he grew more and more concerned.
This obviously wasn’t the best part of the city. The area was rundown, shops were abandoned and the sidewalks were cracked with rubbish lying around.
The houses were small but on large lots. They had chain link fences and dirt driveways.
The GPS pointed him at a small red house with white trim. It was tidier than the other houses around it and the fence was in a good condition. There was a small unattached garage next to it with its door raised.
He stopped in front of the gate and glanced over at her. She didn’t wake up.
His concern grew. What was keeping her from sleeping? She had only just found out about the threats to her father so it couldn’t be that.
What was going on with her? Why had she ended up on the steps of Callahan Security?
Whatever it was he’d take care of that too. It didn’t seem like her own family cared that much about her.
Sure, her father had hired him. That showed some degree of care. But it also wouldn’t look good if the Chief of Police’s daughter was hurt or killed after receiving threats and he’d done nothing.
So Matthieu wasn’t going to give him too much credit. Plus, he’d waited until after the threats became physical to actually tell her about them.
That lost him points too.
Matthieu got out and opened the gate. As he turned, he spotted a sedan driving slowly past. The man stared at him.
That was odd.
He memorized the license plate. He’d get Brody to run it after he got Maya inside and fed her.
Coffee? That was all she’d had today? Getting back into the car, he drove it straight into the garage. This wasn’t the sort of neighborhood where you safely left a Dodge Viper in the driveway.
Hopefully, her garage door had a lock on it. Not that that would necessarily stop anyone.
Some of Ink’s guys were going to install a security system tomorrow morning. So he only had to get through the night on his own. Ink had offered to come help, but Matthieu had reassured him that he had this.
He hadn’t spent ten years in the French Special Forces and come away with no skills.
He turned off the car and waited for her to wake up.
Well.
This wasn’t good. She had to be totally exhausted to fall asleep in a strange car with a man she’d just met.
Of course, she wasn’t wrong to trust him. He would never harm her.
After closing the gate, he headed back into the garage. Then he opened her door and unbuckled her belt. He would love to let her sleep, but he needed her keys to get into the house.
Although he could easily break in, he remembered her talking about her babies. Which he assumed was maybe a couple of dogs?
So he reached in and gently picked her up in his arms.
Still nothing.
She was so relaxed, that her head dropped back over his arm and she started to snore.
Matthieu fought back a smile. No doubt she’d be horrified to learn that she snored.